Another eleven people murdered by a white male, a white supremacist in a synagogue this past Saturday during shabbos worship.

Tree of Life was cut down but the roots still firmly in place as a community puts eleven loved ones into the soil.

I will not say the murderer’s name and give him the satisfaction his violent doctrine sought to amplify in the screams of innocent victims and innocent people left to put the pieces of broken tomorrows back together.

I want to write their names, the victims as if it will write them back into existence.

Three years ago Youth Ki Awaaz lent me their platform to pen Obama’s Move To Control Illegal Gun Sales Is Welcome, But Here’s What It Completely Misses the mindless madness of vitriolic white male supremacy. Three years later and hundreds of innocent people murdered and a white supremacist is in the White House and we aren’t powerless to stop it. We aren’t empowered to stop it either. We aren’t here from a lack of discourse, we are here again because of a lack of will. We are masters of algorithms, marketing, hash-tags, talking points, mediated drivel that combined masks the most elemental rudiment in changing a society, a culture, a politics that genuflects to the idea of growth but fears change. We are abject of will.

If I were to write the names of the people killed in the madness of gun violence, armaments, allegiances of assassinations, eliminations, exterminations and slaughter how long would that list be?

Long enough to be titled United States his-story.

How many existences liquified?

The list would stretch from Pittsburg, Pennsylvania to Saada in Yemen.

So, I cannot fulfill the patchwork of routine.

I cannot, cannot write their names.

I cannot dishonor their names in knowing after the last school shooting, after the last sixteen year old boy who was shot in the head blocks away from where I live in front of a library in broad daylight, I cannot write their names.

I cannot ceremoniously perform a perfunctory duty of mindlessness customary observance–because at some point, long past, it became accordance and accordance became duplicitous to convenience. Convenience is apposite to complacency and complacency answerable to history.

We worship–worship Colin Kaepernick but he didn’t take a knee when it was convenient to do so. He didn’t take it in a selfie, in production of presenting an ideal, he did it on the playing field, where it counted. White people throughout the United States loved to take pictures on their front lawn emulating Kaepernick’s kneel where they are under no duress and aren’t made to sacrifice an ounce of privilege–in fact it reinforces, it doubles down on their social capital by virtue of marketing themselves as having a social consciousness. We don’t need public relations. Public relations is the window dressing and behind that window dressing are the cemeteries.

This white supremacist opportunist misogynistic megalomaniac president is donning the stock market–an incubated misdirection because people don’t understand how markets work as his main accomplishment. Tomorrow, on the playing field how many will refuse to go to work, to disrupt the status quo, to do things without routine–THAT- THAT, THAT IS WHAT CIVIL DISOBEDIENCE IS–DISRUPTION. It doesn’t have to be violent, but it seeks to affect the constancy, amenity of comfortability and convenience.

VOTING–WHICH EVERYONE SHOULD DO, IS NOT A DISRUPTION OF ANY FRAMEWORK.

We must boycott labor and it exalt to end this madness. We must put the money we make them where their mouths are.

Politicians work for us, not the other way around. Politicians are not commercial celebrities accountable to the aesthetic of perpetual mediated relevancy. We don’t need representation on twitter, we need it in the trenches, integrating process to action for tangible policies to redirect the course of society. As long as they are made out to be celebrities beyond reproach they are unapproachable, unaccountable and we maintain the abased reality show value of politics. If we have questions about how we keep children from going to school, how we sustain ourselves while not going to work for a few days on the threshold of a higher ideal, as custodians of future generations safety and human rights, with what we do while not going to work to amplify our message, than we need to start there. Full stop. We need to start somewhere beyond funeral services. The inquiry it the starting point for a blueprint that doesn’t qualify the question to what we can achieve but what we want to achieve, how to achieve and how our politicians and celebrities can organize around us not us around them.

Our celebrities who live in largess while we live in constant danger can provide resources to supplement what we sacrifice.

I don’t know why it is so hard to understand that if everyone acts in unison than we jam every single mode of accountability they can target us with. We are not organize, but we are good at organizing pretense. Perhaps that is the real problem, we don’t know how to cooperate and our so-called leaders are busy playing into the production, creating production, that these essential question, reflections and arduous endeavors.

We do not get anywhere being reactionary, apolitical or with historical amnesia.

I say this because I love you. Because I do not want to see a newsfeed and news being fed of children put into the ground, of a grandfather or grandmother, a woman or man, Trans, Black, Indigenous, a sex worker, Muslim, Jew, Sikh or Hindu, put into the ground before their time. I don’t differentiate the value of life or death when it is U.S. aid sanctioned weapons targeting Gaza, drone attacks or coordinated support for war crimes in Yemen, the protocols that incubate market induced famine in Somalia, Sandra Bland being pulled from her car, Tamir Rice executed in a a park of eleven people executed in worship. It is all white supremacy. It is all insulated by varying polarities of white supremacy. We do not give a platform to Al-Queda, Al-Shabaab or Al Nusra to make their case among the memestream commercial punditry, yet our so-called liberals are willing to pull a chair out for leading violent anti-intellectual white supremacists and it is time to pull the chair out from under this conceit replicating intelligent discourse.

Only unity can heal hate, it is innate to the dynamic of moving in one direction. Doing the same thing over and over, saying the names over and over doesn’t honor them or us.

I would rather go to Union Square, Foley Square, or wherever square and just mark X’s across the concrete so that when we gather again in prescription the scene will be preset. Maybe when the concrete brims in essays of the dead murdered in preventable atrocities we will get it.

Maybe we will get that doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different outcome is the definition of security and security only fortifies complacency.

There is mindless violent rhetoric everywhere but not everywhere does mindless violent rhetoric have access to automatic weapons, semiautomatic and small arms.

I am saying this again, because I don’t want to see any of us lost to madness but the script has got to go.

Yes, this is a time for community, this is a time to show harmony, consensus and cohesion.

No one is disputing the fact that we need unity in mending that piece of us that all of society needs to endear for survival.

I only ask what we are conceding consensus to?

In 1968 Robert Kennedy (I invoke a Kennedy with unease) espoused the “Mindless menace of violence–that goes on and on in this nation.” Three years after the assassination of Malcolm, three months after the assassination of Martin, a month later he was dead. Fifty years later, these eleven people are dead. In between these eleven are hundreds of thousands of extrajudicially murdered mass atrocities.

Anyone who has ever been to a nation under the thumb of U.S. militarism knows that when you mention the United States people immediately, immediately, immediately bring up the persistence of violence. No gender based violence refugee I have ever worked with has ever wanted to come to the United States aside from the default of the idea of economic sustainability. Meaning our economic sustainability is conscripted to a bloodletting of potential and we are withering from the disappearance of Indigenous women, Trans people, Black women, Afro-Latinx, a people living enforced poverty.

If we aren’t willing to do anything different, disrupt, live up to the example that children walking out of schools are setting, than we aren’t going anywhere. An economic policy will not solve this. Healthcare for all will not solve this specifically. Abortion was recognized as a write that isn’t formally enumerated in any so-called bill of rights and forty years later it is still being fought tooth and nail. A hundred and fifty years after the original sins of slavery, these people are fighting a civil war. We must show the world that we are willing to do what anyone, anywhere in the world would do, would do for less, if this were happening anywhere else in the world.

Bring the stock market down. Bring the economy to a halt. Let them see us refusing. Tell these people running for office that we are willing to do what it takes and we expect the same of them and in that, in that bond of labor, in that maternity of trust, in the will and courage, is a fire that burns with dignity for all that we have lost and we have lost too much. The world has lost too much and we are about to loose the world.

Society is extremely critical of the extraordinary means women are going (forced) to and will continue to go, to report, register in the social ledger and consciousness of man, their experience with rape culture, rape and sexual violence(s).

Black women whose entire existence in the U.S. has denied their agency, and determination, against their own will to exist in spite of…

Black women around the world, Afro Latinx, Haitian, across the African continent in white societies under colonial and neocolonial, or non-Black rule, as well as the rest of the continent– North, West, East, South Africa and surrounding islands.

It’s true of women everywhere.

Victim medical report: Signs of fistula. Broken spine.

Not guilty.

Rape loop hole laws.

Rape laws to protect institutions.

Rape laws to protect legacies.

Criminal law to protect law enforcement for not processing rape kits. The city cannot be sued. The mayor cannot be sued. The president cannot be impeached. The military junta cannot be touched. The deity is too ethereal to be charged.

Charges dropped.

Rape in conflict. The arms that armed the militias of children were purchased from Israel, India, the United States, Canada, China. The editorial dropped. Charges dropped.

It was funded by multinationals to protect ancestral rivers purchased through foreign direct investments, who didn’t care what the men they armed to protect their foreign investments did when young girls went to their rivers to bathe, to wash their clothes, to cross to get to school. The same multinational Holds Up Half the Sky. The same multinationals pays for the school.

The same editorial pays for your news.

Editorial dropped. #TimeToSlack

Women in Kashmir between pellets and potential.

Women of Palestine crossing check points.

Indigenous women of the Gurung.

Kamlari

Malawi

Dadaab refugee camp, because honestly, who is looking?

Individually displaced.

Chittagong Hill Tracts.

Was she covered?

Uncovered?

Asexual.

Early to class.

Late to class?

Athlete

Did she try to fight back?

Zaghawa tribe.

What clan did she belong to?

Light skinned or dark?

Cause like Pac said “both Black and white are getting…”
tonight.

Sober or intoxicated?

The CTV footage shows her walking into the building with him.

Brooklyn.

Southside.

Because rape doesn’t ask if you’re on the spectrum.

Street harassers don’t ask if you took your depression medication.

Leering fixated eyes, imposing eyes don’t offer trigger warnings.

Anti-anxiety meds.

Did she have a tattoo?

Did she leave her post?

Did she report it to her commanding officer.

But she was a sex worker.

It’s true of women being sexually harassed across the latitudes of the neoliberal exploitation zones, bisected by Western economic market imperialism.

It’s true of women in boardrooms.

It’s true of women in government positions.

Sleeping on streets.

So, you men, you who critique the “how” instead of the “who.”

You men who critique the where, the when.

You men who are the institution, with your institutional thinking.

I remind you, from the superstructures of empires of colonialism, deprivation, genocide, ethnic cleansing, architects of racial divisions, turning people against one another and on top of one another.

I remind you, that before there was a Europe, there was rape.

I remind you men from every corner, position and disposition of privilege and experience.

In liberal, conservative, right and left spheres, across the spectrum class stratus, melanin deficient who have pilfered and profited as doer, as witness, that it was one of your own who said, “Those who make peaceful revolution impossible…”

“Because there is no such thing as a bloodless revolution.”

Eons of histories are a long time for revolutionary eggs to germinate.

Annals of oppression make shoulders strong.

When the lines between us are cleared, there will still be one line in the sand.

So maybe instead of spending your time critiquing, you better get to undoing, before a new chapter in history archives your existence.

Whether their expended lineage has fatigued histories since the incipient rape of the first Indigenous woman, to the first woman kidnapped from Africa, bonded to history, kidnapped and shackled to the bottom of the slave ship.

The women on the U.S. military bases and the women the U.S. military bases have landed on.

Only the girl and woman who has tried to go to school, to work, for a walk, a jog, to the store, out to eat, or has nothing to eat.

Only the woman who went and didn’t go to the party.

Only the woman and girl who tries to go home unnoticed truly knows.

Only the woman and the girl who has no home to go to knows.

The elderly in the senior centers know.

Only the women in prisons.

Only the woman who tries to put him in prison.

The children going to Sunday school. The children who had Sunday school forced on them.

The children asked to stay behind after class.

The migrant women in the agricultural killing fields know.

The resettled refugees know.

The woman forced to walk up to the double parked car knows.

The sex worker knows.

Only the woman who can afford the right lawyer knows.

The woman who can’t afford a lawyer knows.

Only the woman who got the WRONG lawyer knows.

Only the women who crossed the desert.

Only the woman sent back across the desert.

The social worker, the counselor, the psychologist and psychiatrist know–KNOW.

Only the patients without access to socials workers, psychologists, psychiatrists, know.

Only their patients know.

The woman who tries to send money back across the desert knows.

The trans woman, keeping her head up straight, looking right ahead, looking through the adrenaline as she looks straight ahead, hoping the park doesn’t notice her noticing the park through her straight ahead peripheral under the dim street lights.

Only the gay boy knows.

Only the one stuffed into the closet knows.

The lesbian knows.

The asexual knows.

Only the survivors of the next ninety-eight seconds, when another woman is raped in the United States will know.

Only the dead women know.

If all of these only’s know and you aren’t an only, but you know…Because our entire government seemed not to know, men didn’t seem to know until now and–yet KNOW.

United States Senator Chuck Grassley talked about rape during the formal nomination vote with the disesteem of a covert ops mission discovered. Rape was invented by liberals as an auspicious pretext in directing the charge for commandeering midterm elections. Consequently, that ploy afforded the abject affectation of transaction minimal enough to excise the value designations exceptionalism furnishes violent white supremacist patriarchal jingoism.

Who would be more anent to the charge of covert usurping of democratic elections in foreign countries than a United States Senate. Rape is collateral emoluments to militias and mercenaries securing United States regional interests, voluntarily, for the safety of their “allies.” What they do to women’s bodies in aftermaths are addendum’s to be finessed between editorial words by celebrity journalists, commissioned by multinationals sponsoring expenses to celebrity NGOs, who communicate atrocities as an accident of birth devoid of histories and politics of maternal and social programing funding siphoned extorted principle debt payments–which has no corollary distinction on the actualization of women’s rights…

Rape is not the problem of the United States Senate.

Rape is not a United States entanglement.

Meryl Streep didn’t sponsor America’s Daughter she sponsored India’s Daughter, based on her political women’s rights work on the ground in Delhi negotiating casteist oppression, violent Islamophobia and Sanghi politics(…)

A Black young woman hanging herself in her William Patterson dorm after a previous suicide attempt days after being raped, before her rape complaint was suppressed, wouldn’t inspire Hollywood, as it would require an admission of the omission of Black women, meaning acknowledgment of their existences. Concurrently, we wouldn’t see a an academy script about the gang-rape of a thirteen year old girl fleeing extralegal foreign direct investment export encampments, sweat shops, in Cuidad where rape is an instrument of production, because the one among the many being referred to happened three years ago, when refugees of economic neocolonialism were ushered to the United States and immigration detention centers didn’t exist. Like rape didn’t exist. It didn’t exist in rape kits intentionally not investigated, popularly donned by the broadcast mediated accomplices to the state who helped don the term “backlog” rather than criminal dereliction of patriarchal dehumanization.

After a lull in state sponsored hash-tag reciprocity exchanged on exclusively pedicured production value of journalism, the misogynist and chief became a declaration to anyone who was waiting for their moment to get involved in activism. The rapist and chief has yet to fail in squeezing ratings fungible to polling points balanced on his constituency, cabinets and his trenchant hate for women. Nominating Kavanaugh was his next act to assert and divert contention, amid treasonous scandals.

Despite Kavanaugh’s social-Darwinist jurist record of adjudicating torture as a lawyer, anti-union, pro-corporation, anti individual rights to access healthcare for persons with preexisting causes, anti-choice, anti-woman, politically partisan verdicts, it looked like he would sail with minimal opposition until a brave woman made a brave choice, despite the realities of mass misogynistic ideological terrorism in the United States.

Christine Blasey Ford came forward in a blazen courage despite the nerves which decipherable ran through her, egressing resolution with griping faculty, in the face of being put on trial–Christine Blasey Ford was put on trial, put on trialfor being raped as a teenager. The fact that she was raped was recognized by the senatorial fraternity row, but the line of far right treachery concluded that all those years ago she had just been raped to interrupt Brett Kavanaugh’s nomination.

A nomination appointment by a president who has raped, sexually assaulted and sexually harassed multiple/multitudes of women with no formal investigation previous or forthcoming his election (3/5th of the last U.S. Presidents have committed sexual assault–not “transgressions). Like his tax records/frauds that’s an oversight that just slips through the fingers of an apical federal investigative body that’s busy profiling Muslims, Black, Latinx and Indigenous activists contiguous to proving material aid to usurping in North Africa, suppling logistics and finance to militias/terrorists ensuring Black refugees never make it to Europe and being a variable to perpetual conflict for profit.

Nonetheless, the president’s indiscretions never became a discretion, because the peabody of mainstream access Hollywood journalism Billy Bush and NBC helped him cover it up for years–like a war crimes or the New York Times for Harvey Weinstein.

Subsequent to these disclosures, rape was purely foreign to the United States Senate–despite just resigning a senator for sexual assault, which to many card carrying members alleging to that senator’s party “the (neo)liberals” the forced resignation in retrospect of these new rape developments was too benign to fit the crime. Today as a rapist–another rapist is taking his oath to further deprecate the U.S. Constitution’s to the letter of the white male slave owning landed gentries’ world views, the liberal men are being forced to bear the burden of what they deem now a superfluous crime of sexual harassment–a twenty dollar fine for a crime a woman has to psychologically, emotionally strain herself to bear the burden of for the rest of her life. Rape culture knows no male empathy despite any suggestive principle of partisan ideology of social conscience.

Worse, for the misogosphere of twitter and every sexual assault survivor, by the white discordance of internalized patriarchy, Senator Susan Collins who suggested the liberal senator resign, accorded the fiercely contested last vote upon the inconclusive or inconsistently true to form FBI investigation of gender based violence, which placated to summarizing forty missed years of cold case into four-to-five days of rugged guestimations without calling even the multiple victims/survivors to an interview .

Bringing Brett Kavanaugh’s motion for nomination from committee to the U.S. Senate floor____

Once on the floor, half the floor, of the United States Senate came to terms that rape, sexual assault, sexual harassment, actually happen in the United States. “Misogyny” conferred locution in recognition of a domestic rape culture from male senators orating objections to Kavanaugh. Misogyny as a supposition of the brutality of U.S. legislative his-story and decorum has been predominant since the inception of the body politic, but in communication, groundbreaking in a country that records more than 300,000 rapes annually.

As Kavanaugh assails the highest court in the injustice system, the Senate minority leader protests “Vote.” Considering women, conspicuously women from marginalized communities and identities–Black, Afro-Latinx, Indigenous, Pacific Islander, South East and South Asian, undocumented, economically oppressed women, have been being raped before they could vote, after and as they still have to access to equitable representation, we will vote our rape culture and gender based violence, since courts ranging from state criminal to the Supreme Court have been marred by torturing victims and survivors, with no account to the system, without any legislative gender nuanced policy plan.

]]>https://postheatre.wordpress.com/2018/10/07/injustice-kavanaugh/feed/042776221_2140921219254344_6772497280659357696_n (1)postheatreI Am Your Tired. I Am Your Masses and I Will Breath Free.https://postheatre.wordpress.com/2018/07/04/i-am-your-tired-i-am-your-masses-and-i-will-breath-free/
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A Black woman, Therese Patricia Okoumou, assails the Statue of Tyranny in a declaration of independence for the freedom that Black and Indigenous women have had no choice, but to fight, to rise and resist towards for two hundred years, since the 4th of July, 1776 and CNN is talking about the dangers for the police who have to climb and get her down. Championing variant protocols of shackling her and putting her in a cage, emblematic of the Black women foremother’s denied the autonomy of history and the so-called freedom’s of superfluous declarations of war and charters of rights.

Perhaps if they, the CNN talking heads had talked about the dangers of living in her melanin rich skin, the dangers of her kin, for the last two decades, then no one, no one, no one, would have to go to extraordinary means to declare:

I am tired…I am your poor…I am your huddled masses. I am your yearning to breath free. Mothers of color all over the world, send me yours, because we will be free.

Put up a statue of Harriet Tubman. Put up a statue of Hanging Cloud Ojibwe. Put up a statue of Assata Shakur in that harbour. Put up a statue of Sandra Bland in that harbour. Put up a statue of Bree Newsome in that harbour. Call her Therese Patricia Okoumou and send that statute back to Europe. Declare Independence in the name of Black, Indigenous and Latinx women and let freedom ring out.

Maybe we still don’t get it. The United States 2016 election was literally a mediated coup, pilfered by a history of acquiescence in compliance between the institutions that uphold, profit and perpetuate the equation of an fraudulent contest. This is to say a licensed adherence to market fraternity between the military industrial complex, media, white editorials falsely projecting binaries between mutually symbiotic alternations of dynamic white supremacy. In short, the apolitical establishment cosigned by chosen punditry constrains the margins of the crimes it sponsors, until histories are erased. The outcomes aligned the margins so tightly, that its meta relevance soliciting synthetic outrage is disconnected from the criminals it created and oppositional control is compelled to what is deemed legitimate sourcing–Anthony Scaramucci et al. Yet the general public is still volunteering complicity to the mediated equation, in exoneration of the criminals, by way of a criminal disinformation. The same Rachel Maddow who mocked women protesting Obama for drone attacks that killed children, is now crying over the separation of parent and child. We’ll say it again. You can say “Those who stand for nothing, fall for anything,” while still falling for everything and anything and standing for nothing more than ratings by proxy of reaction. U.S. media, who conflated the premise of “migrant crisis,” the same neoliberal talking heads who tacitly played the strings of Islamophobia, exonerating mass deportations, detention, the CVE, who rolled over these protocols and the treatment of refugees for years to the United States, is making you now believe they’re on your side. You are falling for it, with every byline and headline, hook line and sinker.

CNN Breaking News, They’re Not On Your Side. They aren’t even bringing on people with proficient experience between push factors–i.e. U.S. foreign policy, interventionism and neoliberal structural adjustments, including regime changes, foreign policy exploitation zones, international human rights norms, norms in praxis, the evacuation processes so that advocacy might encompass a holistic understanding of what it might be advocating for and the various paths to ascertaining outcomes. Accountability is a slippery slope, where threads start to unravel the entire rope might follow to. Subsequently, once emancipated from the marionette strings the system’s commercial symbiotic relations that sponsor editorial outrage might become the focus of outrage. Where journalism is qualified to be independent and not entertainment, information ceases to be a weapon and becomes an instrument.

Remember the quote from Maya, “When someone tells you who they are, believe them the first time.”

We don’t need to tweet, share and comment on Melania’s wardrobe– Why do you think she wore it in the first place? She’s doing what Trump did, stealing the headlines.

We need to stop them from using this same stick, where your outrage over legitimate issues tailored to the lack of accountability and complexity as say foreign invasions, economic market expansion irrigated with the blood of innocent women and children, is a smug polemical from punditry driving two political forces, neoliberalism and realpolitik ideologies of equal and opposite manifestations of white supremacy and gross misogyny, undergird by a common patriarchy toward the same outcome of dominance and same mastering of subjugation . Undercut them and take the headlines back by going back, mulling over the history, data, policies, statistics, cross country comparisons, narratives, protocols, expert witness statements, push factors, and get a grip on a complete panoptic comprehension of the problem, so we can walk this back and so no one whose back is against the wall is ever turned back.

The audience she’s speaking to loves it when you get incited but can’t do anything because it’s literally impossible to win an argument with stupidity. You have to teach stupidity by out smarting stupidity. We’ve dumbed down to this level for so long, now it’s time to actually stand up and stand up for something more than being relevant for fifteen minutes.

These children are not pawns.

I’ll quote “Global Capitalism and the Crisis of Humanity” by William I. Robinson:

“As of 2010 there were 270 immigration detention centers that on any given day ‘caged’ 30,000 immigrants [including asylum seeking refugees]. Under Obama more immigrants have been detained and deported than at any time in the past half century (it should be noted that in addition to an upsurge of immigration detention and deportation, Obama approved in 2011 a law allowing for the indefinite detention without trial of anyone in the United States that the state considers a terrorist).”

This of course, referring to the CVE.

Continuing, “Since detainment facilities and deportations logistics are subcontracted to private companies, capital has a vested interest in the criminalization of immigration and in the militarization of control of immigrants…” Concurrently, I would advise those who think this suddenly germinated, to read Reuters 2011 report, “Analysis: Obama deportations raise immigration policy questions.”

It’s not about Obama, it’s not about Bush who created the most racist hardware to target Muslims, that Obama merely accentuated or that Bill Clinton previous to Bush put immigration on par with the incubation of the modern industrial prison complex extending from Reagan. It’s not about the ACLU report damming Obama because he forwent the PREA to protect women from rape in immigration detention/ imprisoned refugees: “Interestingly, the president’s commentary on our need to “protect” not the institution but the “vulnerable” victims are synonymous if not identical to the language we use when discussing the horrific incidents of assault occurring in immigration detention centers across the country. The parallels in the defense of these victims exist for a reason: no one should have to suffer through the experience of sexual assault or abuse — not children and not immigrants in government custody. Both of these populations are uniquely vulnerable, and both need protection.”

What we need is a principle not a market sensationalism in which a loss and a win are one in the same,. These are children, they belong to themselves, not a side, there value as human beings is infinite and in valuing the potential of ourselves, by not being under minded by stupidity, focusing our attention proactively toward a framework we can actually unite around, then, they win, the kids and in so doing we all win the respect of future generations.

]]>https://postheatre.wordpress.com/2018/06/22/they-really-dont-care-we-do/feed/016174621_1427452170601256_1678063330623251395_n (1)postheatreAsifa: A Story of Militarisation, Violence and Justicehttps://postheatre.wordpress.com/2018/04/13/asifa-a-story-of-militarisation-violence-and-justice/
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Introduction

Asifa Bano, an eight-year-old Bakherwal Muslim girl went missing from Rasana village in Jammu and Kashmir’s Kathua district on January 10, 2018. Her family filed a First Information Report two days later. On January 17, 2018, her body was recovered from the forest near Devisthan temple in the area. The post-mortem report has confirmed that she was raped and the cause of death has been listed as “asphyxia leading to cardiopulmonary arrest”.

She was abducted, imprisoned, given Epitril (a drug used to treat seizures and panic attacks), and, sexually assaulted at least on five occasions by four different persons – a juvenile, Parvesh Kumar, Vishal Jangotra, and, a local Special Police Officer, Deepak Khajuria. Between her disappearance and the discovery of her dead body, a Head Constable, Tilak Raj, and, a Sub-inspector Anand Datta, received money from one of the main accused, Sanji Ram, to hamper the search for the girl.

The police, therefore, did not search Devisthan temple, where the child was held captive. On finding the body, evidence was not gathered properly, and, some evidence was tampered with before submission for forensic testing. In addition to this, the juvenile accused was coached by the police to take the blame for the rape and murder and not implicate any of the others.

We are publishing the charge sheet, along with responses from scholars, writers, artists and citizens who place the rape and the gruesome murder in the larger context of occupation, militarization, use of rape as a weapon of war in the valley, settler colonialism, caste, and finally break down of constitutional morality.

]]>https://postheatre.wordpress.com/2018/04/13/asifa-a-story-of-militarisation-violence-and-justice/feed/0kathua2postheatreWake Up America: #MarchForOurLiveshttps://postheatre.wordpress.com/2018/03/24/wake-up-america-marchforourlives/
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The police sirens wake up Brownsville.
The police sirens wake up South Chicago.
The police sirens wake up Detroit.
The police sirens wake up Skid Row, Los Angeles.

The American arms trade wakes up Haiti.
The American slave shop/sweatshop wakes up Cambodia
The American arms trade wakes up the Philippines.
The American arms trade wakes up the Sudan
The American arms trade wakes up Palestine.

]]>https://postheatre.wordpress.com/2018/03/24/wake-up-america-marchforourlives/feed/0076e634b-e477-4a2e-9e26-d206b6dd90eapostheatreMarielle Franco: Femicidehttps://postheatre.wordpress.com/2018/03/16/789/
https://postheatre.wordpress.com/2018/03/16/789/#respondFri, 16 Mar 2018 21:33:52 +0000http://postheatre.wordpress.com/?p=789Continue reading Marielle Franco: Femicide]]>Marielle Franco’s quote, “There are more of us in the street than there are of you in parliament.” There are more women of color in the world, than there are of any one identity, anywhere. The melanin rich hues of proaction are combining, in solidarity, and in solidarity that strength will shatter borders, national demarcations, colonial weapons of economic strangulation, corruption and interruption but it will not forget.

In solidarity the levees of patriarchy will be savaged by oceans that carry liberations in tears, in reverse of male dominations depositary on civilization, but no outcome, even freedom, human rights, self-determination, autonomy and agency can give women of color back what they have lost generationally in the lives of women like Marielle Franco.

Marielle Franco murder was femicide. It is a reminder, that behind the media and neoliberal focus on the top, the most privileged, the outer panoptic is burning from women of color and women on front lines, women being murdered in the streets, comprising without compromising a feminist and women’s rights verse that transcends any man’s political doctrine/ideology of mass misogyny and market exploitation.

This is the largest genocide in the world, the murder of women.

This is the largest terrorism in the world, the intimidation, marginalization and exploitation of women, the brutality of women’s bodies and psyches.

The response to this history will produce the largest revolution in thinking, organizing, society, culture and economics, and this supplanting and rebuilding will define politics, not the inverse.

Yet none of that justifies the price it has cost women of color, the price of history, the price of existing. The price of no longer existing.

Rest Empowered Marielle Franco. We carry your dream and Afro Latinx Spring sweeping across boundaries, to reshape boundaries and free your sistren from boundaries, until the boundaries of all women and all girls are respected in resource and dignity.

Rest Empowered Marielle Franco.

]]>https://postheatre.wordpress.com/2018/03/16/789/feed/0Mare-clama-justicia-Marielle-Franco_TINIMA20180316_0233_3postheatreInternational Women’s Day: The Pedagogy Of The Marginshttps://postheatre.wordpress.com/2018/03/07/international-womens-day-the-pedagogy-of-the-margins/
https://postheatre.wordpress.com/2018/03/07/international-womens-day-the-pedagogy-of-the-margins/#respondWed, 07 Mar 2018 22:57:13 +0000http://postheatre.wordpress.com/?p=782Continue reading International Women’s Day: The Pedagogy Of The Margins]]>This is dedicated to all the women and girls who won’t be celebrating this International Women’s Day.

This is dedicated to the women whose every breath is breathed in a warfare for autonomy of her being.

This is for the women who fight wars to put their feet on the ground every morning, to just breath.

This is dedicated to girls and women of gender conscience, celebrating International Women’s Day languishing in prisons.

This is to the women in prisons for being raped, for being subjected to domestic and inter partner violence, while men who rape, and brutalize women are allowed to retire, check themselves into rehabs and start anew in their privilege.

This is dedicated to women being tortured by time, tortured by indefinite silences in search of solaces asphyxiated by a bureaucratic trial of disregard.

This is to women displaced and surviving refugee camps long forgotten, searching for interned answers, across landscapes of displaced truths.

This is to those women fleeing militarism sponsored by commercial materialism. This is to those women standing up to gentrification and economic displacement with nothing but historical economic disenfranchisement to work with.

This is to the all tribes, clans, regions of African women, Black, South Asian, South East Asian, Middle Eastern, West Asian, Pacific Islander, scratching their truths, their wisdom, their narratives in books that the New York Times Best Sellers in Hardcover Non-Fiction lists cannot hold up.

This is to the feminist axis, spinning human evolution of consciousness into a cultural perception against gender terrorism and gender apartheid.

This is to those Taino warrior ancestor women breathing through descendants in the fight to emancipate islands from colonial shackles.

This is to those Afro-Mexican, Afro-Latinx women shattering white-isms and defining all colors against the backdrop of their skin.

This is to body positivity not being body tokenism to expand marketing demographics. This is to a body positivity that is not peripheral to cosmetic exploitation. This is to body positivity expressed in stretch marks and scars, skin blemishes and melanin richness.

This is dedicated to International Women’s Day at a checkpoint in Ramallah.

This is dedicated to International Women’s Day at Yaris Wood.

This is dedicated to women not celebrating International Women’s Day at the Dadaab Refugee Complex.

This is to Aka and Orono women.

To the Black Women Professors. Black Women Teachers.

To you teaching curriculums of Black liberation through Black Women’s emotional labors, psychological warfares, post-colonialism and Black women’s genius. This is to women’s her-stories of Haiti, Jamaica, the Dominican Republic, Dominica, Guyana, Antigua and Trinidad.

This is dark poetry, written by dark women, who inverse meanings of light and white with lacking color.

This is Dalit women poets.

This is to Women comedians.

This is to the women voting today in Sierra Leone and the Kenyan women still standing up against the ballot.

This is dedicated to the economic refugee designated within the mediated tongue as migrants.

To the Dreamer, whose existence defies borders and shatter colonial longitudes and latitudes in determination of a dream.

This is dedicated to a sexual liberation, brought to you by women sexual educators, without sponsorship from industries and lens of misogynistic white gatekeeping.

This is to the two-thirds of women indentured to economic exploitation who are tired of being told to “lean in” to their subjugation.

This is to the women under surveillance, to women stalked by police men, to the women who know that countering violent extremism starts with countering the cultural narrative of a white man and white structuralism.

This is to the women in hospital beds. This is for those neurodivergent women, the women with CPTSD, PTSD, depression and bipolar, to those women who live the DSM through their being.

To the women whose bulimia and cutting help cope with trauma, you are compasses in the landscape of the human condition.

To the women whose freedom is not a brand.

This is for all the displaced tea plantation workers, the women whose memory sits in rubble under Rhana Plaza, to the women in sweat shops sponsoring Nicholas Kristof’s “Half of the ‘Lie’.”

This is to those women watching saffron donning Hinduvata terrorists tear down statutes and are already thinking a women’s statute will one day stand where men’s adornment of his-story stood.

This is to never forgetting.

This is to the women journalists, activists, historians who don’t let a mediated amnesic, socially mediated pacified and anemic political and historical society forget.

This is for Indigenous and Aboriginal Women.

This is to those women whose languages defy the settler languages.

This is dedicated to those human beings whose lives have been glossed over, stolen, stamped out, so that they may know they are the fire in the veins which keep the movement for a Century dedicated to rectifying the centuries of the savageness of man ignited, and moving toward the day when we can say that in achieving women’s rights, reclaiming women’s history, that we have freed man from mankind.

This is dedicated to the women in defiance of the gender division of labor. This is invested in women’s labor monetizing the historical blood scrubbed from his-story, in exoneration of a his-story of crimes against humanity. This is bathed in the sweat of women at the shores of time. This is dedicated to women who have entrusted us with whatever freedom we have on this planet.